Inside the warehouse.

Kneeling on the ground, Mu Ke hugged his head and curled up into a ball, and quickly said to himself, "Forget it, forget it, forget it."

Around Mu Ke, there were a dozen finished ink pens scattered around, and a large number of shredded paper filled with text.

The handwriting on the shredded paper was very regular at the beginning, but it became messy when it came. It was like the person who wrote these words could barely maintain a clear mind at the beginning, but when they arrived, they lost their reason and could only draw the map indiscriminately.

Each piece of paper is exactly some odd-shaped tables, with many distorted clown patterns painted hysterically on the back.

These tables are comparison tables, and the contents of the tables are very strange.

It is called a comparison table, which is to compare two things that look very similar, such as comparing bananas and plantains, and kiwis and kiwis, by comparing them in the form of tables.

And the comparison tables written by Mu Ke are not about things, but about two people.

What he compares is the difference between Bai Liu and Bai Liu.

Mu Ke's comparison table is very detailed. From the appearance, life, and background, he wrote out what happened to Bai Liu and Bai Liu as if he were writing a chronicle, and then compared them one by one.

Mu Ke muttered to himself, "It's different, Bai Liu and Bai Liu are different."

"Bai Liu saved me" Mu Ke scratched his hair, his eyes straightened, "But Bai Liu also saved me."

"Bai Liu is just an ordinary employee who was once bullied by me. He will not do that much harm to others like Bai Liu did."

Various details and memories flashed back in Mu Ke's brain.

Bai Liu smiled and manipulated Zhang Puppet to die. In the most critical moment of the game, she deceived Mu Sicheng's soul. Li Liu Jiayi's weakness made her join the team. She embraced the bruised, trance-stricken Tang Er with a trace of emotion, softly whispering I am Sorry for everything you have encountered.

Give me the soul, let me make atonement for those white six.

Bai Liu lifted his chin relentlessly, looked down at Mu Ke, and said lightly

If you keep, I will abandon you.

I don't want to follow the value, Mu Ke.

Bai Liu would do things that hurt others. He didn't do it at first just because he was an ordinary person, identity and ability trapped in an ordinary post.

But if Bai Liu and Bai Liu are given the same identity, status, capital and ability

Mu Ke bowed in pain, panting, "Where is the difference between them?"

The lazy smile Bai Liu remembered by Daniel and the sloppy smile Bai Liu face of Mu Ke gradually merged together.

Can't

Mu Ke's heart beat wildly twice, and he choked up.

The clown is a fanatical believer in Bai Liu, and even if that crazy belief is only present in memory, he is about to drive Mu Ke crazy.

Mu Ke's memory was eclipsed by the clown's frantic and colorful memories. Mu Ke gradually forgot his parents, school, and people from childhood to older generations, everything was distorted into Daniel's memory.

Mu Ke felt that he was being swallowed by Daniel's memory.

His parents became Daniel's aloof indifferent father, the school became a vast and huge shooting range, and the sociable people changed from hypocritical peers in the market to those who beat his enemy party.

Mu Ke felt that his existence was being squeezed out bit by bit by Daniel.

The memory gradually turned Mu Ke into another Daniel, and the only thing that could survive in Mu Ke's memory was Bai Liu.

If Bailiu is Bailiu, then Muke who has the same memory is different from the clown

Mu Ke's heart beats sharply, he covered his arrhythmia heart with wide open mouth to gasp, his lips were purplish purple, and a sensation similar to colic forced Mu Ke to wake up again.

He frantically searched for the forms on the ground, trying to find the difference between Bai Liu and Bai Liu.

"It's different, it's not the same at all." Mu Ke took a deep breath, his eyes flushed, and talked to himself to convince himself, "Bai Liu and Bai Liu have short hair, and Bai Liu has long hair. They are different in appearance. ."

"Muke." Bai Liu knocked again outside the door. His tone was still calm, but his tone changed from the first discussion to an order, "Don't let me say the third time, the door opens."

Mu Ke's shoulders trembled, and he subconsciously obeyed Bai Liu's order, staggered to his feet, and opened the door.

The long-haired Bailiu outside the door looked at Mu Ke, "Do you still know me?"

Mu Ke looked at Bai Liu's long hair almost dullly, his hand opening the door trembling uncontrollably.

In an instant, the memories that could not be forgotten were confused together.

Mu Ke knelt on the ground slowly, covering his distorted and hideous face. The pain caused by the sharp beating of the heart forced Mu Ke to bend over, gasping for breath, breathing so fast that he was about to retching.

Bai Liu calmly glanced at Mu Ke, who was curled up on the ground, and walked into the warehouse, but when the door was closed, he squatted down on one knee, picked up a few pieces of shredded paper on the ground and looked down.

"It turned out to be trying to distinguish me from Bai Liu." Bai Liu lowered his eyes, "At one step, the rest of the memory has been swallowed, and only me is left."

Bai Liu casually found an abandoned step in the warehouse and sat down. He clasped his hands in front of him, and Mu Ke, who leaned forward to the ground, helped him up.

Mu Ke looked up at Bai Liu in a daze. He couldn't help showing the clown-like crazy smile on his face, his expression twitching like a convulsion, but the next second he was panicked and covered by Mu Ke raising his hand. , There is a sobbing sound in the voice, "Don't look like I am not me"

"Is it because my memory is too good, so I can forget the memory that Fang instilled in you?" Bai Liu was affected by Mu Ke's emotions and asked calmly.

Mu Ke lowered his head like a child who did something wrong, "Yes."

Bai Liu lowered his eyes, "I can indeed find a way to erase the memory for you, but if it is only erased, you will be scared when you meet the clown again."

"After all, even if it is erased, you will be overcome by his memory, and you have escaped his memory."

Mu Ke's shoulders trembled, he bit his lower lip and said.

"To be swallowed by the clown's memory" Bai Liu asked, "Does Mu Ke himself exist?"

Mu Ke still said.

Bai Liu went on to say, "If you understand the meaning of your own existence, knowing why you are, and knowing that you are living for it, it is difficult to be erased by the existence of another person."

"No matter how strong your influence is for that person's existence and how similar they look to you, he and you are not the same person."

Bai Liu handed the shredded paper full of comparative forms to Mu Ke, who was hanging his head, and said flatly, "It's like me and Bai Liu."

Mu Ke raised his head in astonishment.

Bai Liu looked at Mu Ke, "Does Mu Ke own the meaning of being a friend, relative, lover, career, quality, etc."

Mu Ke hesitated for a long time, and slowly collapsed his shoulders, he was tense, and he narrated dreamily.

"Because of the disease, I grew up with friends. They were afraid of hurting me. Making friends with me is a very dangerous thing. My parents have always been very good with me, and they have tried their best to treat me and try to satisfy everything about me.

Need, but because the doctor said early on that I probably won’t live long."

Mu Ke was quiet for a while, and said, "So they looked at me as if they were waiting for me to die."

"I have liked anyone, think they can live a long time, and I are people in two worlds."

Mu Ke slowly clenched his fists, "I'm very jealous of healthy people who can live a long time, so I like them."

"Quality and Career" Mu Ke paused, "Everyone is dying very well, so I gave it to me without hesitation."

Mu Ke was quiet for a long, long time, tears rolled from his flushed eye sockets, he raised his hand and wiped it, suddenly crying and laughing.

"People who foresee their death from birth seem to have meaning."

Bai Liu leaned on the steps, dragging his jaw half-closed, "If a stock compares, it will die soon, so people are willing to invest in a stock like you that is destined to lose money."

"You are a short stock of value, and in this case, you meet me who is willing to believe and invest in you, so you hold me tightly as if you have grasped the most life-saving straw, with my affirmation As for existence, you have received emotional feedback from me, and you have sought your own existence value."

Bai Liu calmly looked at Mu Ke, "And point, you are the same as the clown who definitely exists through Bai Liu, so when you can't distinguish between me and Bai Liu, you can't explain yourself and Daniel, right?"

Mu Ke hoarsely responded, "Yes."

"Look up and look at me, Mu Ke." Bai Liu said in an orderly tone. "Look at me and tell me what I have in common with Bai Liu."

Mu Ke subconsciously obeyed Bai Liu's order, raised his head and looked at Bai Liu, the line trembled, "You like money."

Bai Liu said faintly.

"We use all means to achieve our goals."

"Very good at games."

""

"It's long hair now."

Mu Ke stated tremblingly, his eyes were hazy, he felt that he was gradually sinking into a mixed mind, unable to distinguish the difference between the previous real long-haired white willow and the white six in Daniel's memory.

"Long hair?" Bai Liuruo glanced at Mu Ke thoughtfully, then smiled suddenly, "I remember your skill weapon can be taken out in the central hall."

Although Mu Ke didn't know Bai Liu was going to do it, he nodded and took out his dagger from the board.

"Come here." Bai Liu looked down and ordered.

Mu Ke passed by with a dagger.

With an expression on his face, Bai Liu quickly held Mu Ke's hand with his left hand, wrapped his right hand around his neck and tied the long hair down to his waist, and then held Mu Ke's hand and the dagger in his hand, Bai Liu swiped upwards without a pause.

Her long hair was cut all over.

Mu Ke held the dagger that severed Bai Liu's hair with a blank expression.

"Now I don't have long hair." Bai Liu raised his eyes, and the scattered pieces of hair fell on his shoulders, "Muke, remember, if you choose to live for Bai Liu, then never confuse me with Bai Liu."

"Because it is me who invests and recognizes in you, not Bai Liu."

Bai Liuping said peacefully, "I don't like making investments by myself while others receive property appreciation for me."

"You are far more valuable than you think, Mu Ke."

Mu Ke knelt on the ground as if dumbfounded, his hands holding Bai Liu's cut hair strands, the memories of Daniel that belonged to Daniel quickly faded.

Bai Liu and Bai Liu are different.

The White Six will abandon worthless believers.

But Bai Liu will not.

The true God will give new value to the incompetent believer.

Bai Liu leaned on the bracket and stood up. He didn't know where he found a rubber band from the warehouse and stretched it out with three fingers. The other hand combed through the skin from the neck up, grabbing the scattered black hair into a bunch in threes and twos. A pony tail that is neither high nor low is tied lightly.

Some shabby hair hung on the sides of his forehead.

Bai Liu pushed open the door of the warehouse and turned his head to the side of the rushing light. His eyes were very pale. The broken hair behind his forehead was backlit, making it hard to see it. The shirt was covered with blood that was still dry.

"Muke, come out for a meeting after finishing the mental state, and the league is about to begin."

Mu Ke gritted his teeth, he shouted to Bai Liu who was about to leave, "But can I temporarily get rid of Daniel's memory of my influence?

He almost asked with trepidation, "Will you replace me when you are not in the league?"

"Will this influence shake the meaning of your existence for me?" Bai Liu asked.

Mu Ke was taken aback, and immediately answered "Never"

Bai Liu retracted his gaze and turned back, pushing the door and leaving without looking back. "Anything that can't shake the meaning of your existence will most likely be transformed into the value of your existence, but it will be an unstable process from time to time."

"I personally don't hate this process."

The door was closed, and Mu Ke in the warehouse sat quietly, holding Bai Liu's long hair that he did not hesitate to cut, and muttered to Bai Liu, "Anything that can't shake the meaning of my existence can be transformed into me." Value enhancement"

"As long as Daniel's memory can't swallow me" Mu Ke tremblingly looked at the long hair he held in his hands, "I can find the memory of the league in the league, and then I will make myself stronger."

Mu Ke covered his aching heart with long hair, and burst into tears and laughed.

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